This week's Poets & Storytellers prompt invites us to write about edges. One of this week's DVerse prompts invited poems about Mary Cassatt's painting, "The Letter."
she's written. As she licks the edge
to seal the envelope, a pain
runs through her like a sharpened wedge.
She'll miss him. What would Papa say
if she did not turn him away
now that he's been demoted down
to private, having been one week
a Sergeant First Class. In a town
a drunken lout, who'd come to seek
a quarrel, said she looked too fat.
He knocked him down. How bad was that?
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